Title: Four Seasons

Pairing: Midorima x Takao

Rating: T

Summary: A one-shot for each season of the year.

A/N: This will be the first story of many to come that will be based on prompts so that I can get myself back into the flow of writing. I haven't wrote anything in the past three or four years so I apologize if this is less than coherent.

Spring: The Beginning

"I like you."

It was only three words. Three simple and otherwise meaningless words, but it was amazing how those three words, coupled with the person who had said them managed to render a certain raven haired point guard completely speechless.

Takao, in all honesty did not know how to react. Sure there was always the teasing comments from his teammates about his relationship with the stoic and self assured shooter, however actually hearing a confession coming from said shooter's mouth, suddenly put everything in a whole different perspective.

The prolonged silence was making Midorima uncomfortable. The longer Takao simply gawked at him, the more he regretted listening to that dope of an ex-teammate Kise for convincing him to show a little emotion once in a while, lest he lose Takao as a friend altogether. It was an unspoken bond that he and his raven haired teammate shared, a bond that was something a little more than friendship, however not quite reaching the relationship status. No doubt Takao was someone special, however it was only until recently that Midorima realized just how special Takao was to him.

"Shin-chan... I don't think I heard you right. Did you just say... You like me?" The green haired shooter bristled at the question, clearly getting more and more uncomfortable as the awkwardness dragged on. When he had played the encounter through in his head the night before, Midorima had imagined a simple confession. Simple, as in he would confess, Takao would accept, followed by a quick make-out session behind the school before heading to class with five minutes to spare. It was now five minutes until class started, and they had barely gotten past the first bit. Midorima really hated when things didn't go to plan.

"Yes. I like you. I assume you like me too?" The taller male coughed, his self assured confidence slowly being replaced by an awkward doubt. Takao shook his head.

"Of course I like you Shin-chan! But... Why did you decide to tell me this all of a sudden?"

Ah. Now that question had the green haired shooter stumped. Indeed it had been Kise to convince him to get his feelings out in the open, but why had the thought even crossed his mind in the first place? Green eyebrows furrowed in concentration, thinking deeply about the reasoning behind it all.

Takao looked on at his fellow teammate, laughing as his Shin-chan pondered. He knew why Midorima had decided to confess his feelings, even if the shooter didn't fully realize it himself. The thought made Takao smile as he intertwined his fingers with the taller male's. Midorima, broken out of his thoughts from the physical contact, stared in silence as Takao leaned upwards towards him. A quick, but tender kiss was exchanged between the two, the simple contact saying more than words ever could. As Takao leaned back and gazed into Midorima's deep, emerald eyes, he knew that Midorima knew. This wasn't just about sneaking quick touches in the changing room showers, nor about the secret kisses between class. Which incidentally, everyone knew about anyway.

No. This had become something more; Something serious. And as Midorima leaned down once again to capture the shorter males lips, the only thought running through his mind was that this would be the start of something beautiful.

TBC